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She stepped further into the room and saw him, but he didn't return the gaze just yet. Her eyes traveled to the low-sitting table and the things on it. What.....was he doing? There was food, utensils......Lux was even there. Was this a peace offering? Well, it took a lot of effort to stop herself from smiling.
The Slytherin then looked up and she met his eyes but didn't quite return his smile. Not yet. She came, yeah. She couldn't bear not to. It was Dylan...she would always be there when it concerned him. "What.....what is this?"
No, she wasn't stupid not to know. But she wanted to hear it from him.
The Slytherin's face fell just a little at her question. Beezus didn't look incredibly impressed like he'd hoped she would...but then again, with her, he was known to pull out all the stops. This wasn't the first time Dylan had needed to make up for some blunder or another...
His cheeks reddened slightly.
".....Well, I owl'd for reinforcements." He looked down at all the food containers, not meeting her eyes. It was stupid how she could always make him feel like an idiot. He both loved and hated that about her...
"...My mother cooked French things for you..."...because if there was one thing Beezus loved more than him...it was French anything...and his mother was from France. So, like a good little Slytherin, Dylan was using his natural advantages.
"Everything is labeled with what it is..."
Then there was some more blushing on his part...as he indicted things and their names...
'
Quiche'...because that was one of his mom's favorite things to make, those weird rolls that had '
croissants' printed on it's container side, a large bowl of French onion soup...that was labeled '
Soupe à l’oignon', another weird soup that smelled fantastic, labeled '
Baeckeoffe'...Then were was steak and black peppers (his favorite)...labeled '
Steak au poivre'...She'd even included '
Bouillabaisse', something she knew he hated...
There was an over-abundance of sweets...Apparently she thought Bee wasn't eating or something...Some flaky, sweet bread that had '
Kouign amann' written on it...and then those awesome '
Madeleine' cakes that she KNEW he couldn't have right now. Silly troll....and the last two things...the Slytherin knew were special items just for her...if the note 'DO NOT TOUCH, DYLAN' was anything to go by.
Seriously, like he didn't have self control when it came to food. No doubt Francis would owl Bee and check, too...
One of the
'special' tupperwear containers was chilled, the contents clearly meant to be in a freezer...'
Profiteroles' written on it's label....and a whole BIG bag of different colored '
Macaroons'...
There was loads more blushing...This had been too much. Dylan felt kinda embarrassed.
"You always seem happier when you eat...." STARE......and that totally could've been said more eloquently...